To be honest, anyone who had seen their country overthrown, been relocated because of danger, and finally returned home only to be told the world was ending and everyone had to leave would have felt dissatisfied. They might even have resented the new rulers.
But the Logistics Group was thoroughly professional. Under its direction, the residents soon began an orderly evacuation, while Lin Renmei and the others dealt with the troublemakers by cutting through the chaos with a swift blade.
Many people walked with their heads tilted back, staring at a sky unlike anything they had ever seen.
The sky looked like shattered glass, broken into several separate pieces. Thanks to Nameless's efforts, the cracks that had been spreading downward had slowed for the moment.
But Nameless had only stopped the cracks from spreading downward, not in other directions. Eventually, they reached the moon.
In an instant, the moon broke into pieces, and much of its fractured surface was sucked into the cracks.
Vast amounts of matter vanished, forming spirals of vacuum. From the ground, people could see gray whirlpools where the moon had been, their centers pitch-black.
The sight was magnificent, but it was terrifying too.
For reasons they could not explain, many people felt an inexpressible fear rise in their hearts. They quickened their steps and fled toward the entrance to the Sewer.
Nameless hovered in the air, the Dragon Exoshell's hands raised as though holding something aloft.
In fact, its hands were holding up an invisible barrier. Nameless's method for stopping the cracks from spreading downward was simple: he had placed a vast spatial barrier between the sky and the earth.
It took tremendous effort.
The cracks existed because of the world's own rotation, so holding them back was like wrestling the world itself.
Of course, the